Bab 118: SYLUS: Trust Me

We crashed through the door of our room, my lips on hers, taking her and making Harley mine. I slipped off her jacket, lifting her so her legs came around my waist, She cupped my cheek, deepening the kiss, tilting her head so our lips could mold perfectly. 

"Gosh, Harley, I want to have you so bad," I breathed once we pulled back, my eyes burning with desire. "I've been wanting to, since back at the base. You're so fucking beautiful." 

She gave me a grin before biting her bottom lip, desire equalling mine swirling in her eyes. "I'm all yours." 

And I dropped her into the bed, moving in to climb after her, but my phone began to suddenly ring, earning a frown from me. I was going to kill whoever it was calling me on the other end. 

Glancing at the screen, a groan bubbled in my throat, seeing the name 'Emilia'. Why would my assiatent suddenly be calling me? I'd strictly let her know calling my private number was only for emergencies. 

"Emilia?"